Grimnebulin
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King Lord Master of Space and Time! And Awesomes! Who gets free pie!
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Post by Grimnebulin on Feb 16, 2008 8:32:18 GMT -5
The thread is posted! Now post, post, post! Hurray!
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Post by knightc3 on Feb 16, 2008 9:05:42 GMT -5
Awesome I was waiting!
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Gin
Knight
Ginnie-Logic
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Post by Gin on Feb 16, 2008 9:40:51 GMT -5
Awe!
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Post by Vaidia on Feb 16, 2008 21:39:09 GMT -5
Sorry that this is a bit late. If there's anything that you want me to change about this character, let me know.
Name: Ferrah Arma Age: Unknown Gender: Female Race: Humanoid Job: Assassin, Weapon Abilities: Ferrah can be, essentially, considered the first android to be created. Her creation was allowed by the fusion of a her human soul and a mithril-framed marionette body, a pinnacle of the studies of science and magical arts. Having no organic structure on her body has many benefits, giving her immunity to several poisons and nullifying some otherwise bothersome spells. She also has what can be considered enhanced strength, but it is mainly due to what frame is made of rather than the power that her body creates. The actual mechanics of her body are very complex, being that she needs a similar structure to a human body to move like one. Powering her body is her soul, which is stored in a crystal and that is placed in the center of her body. "Wires" flow out from this crystal and through out her entire body, thus giving her body a circulatory like system to be able to move. If one of these wires is broken, she cannot move that limb. Yet, being this way isn't necessarily a good thing. She isn't able to tolerate water and cannot enjoy any of the normal things human do. She must constantly keep herself under clothing in order to blend in and she often tires easily (the system feeds off of her magic and what would be her physical endurance to operate). She must also continuously tune her body and adjust the parts so they work correctly. Along with this, she cannot die by age or illness. The only way she can die is if the crystal within her is destroyed.
Weapons: There are several weapons on Ferrah's body, each very well concealed. Starting with her legs, there are four needle like blades that are stored in each of her legs where her calves are. The front part of her legs contain an interchangeable bottom for her feet, which is a blade that she can attach to skate on ice. Moving up to her thighs is two short blade hidden in the outer side of her legs and a pair of mini-katars lies over these. Moving to her torso is a collection of different hands that she can switch out with her left hand only. She has a normal one, one that is shaped like a blade, one that has elongated fingernail blades (for a stealthy kill) and one that contains several different tools. These are set along a rotation wheel. Her right arm is a miniature crossbow system that fires 1cm bladed rings at a deadly speed, enough to puncture skin and bone but too weak to cut through most protective metals in one blow. She must hold her right arm straight in order for this to operate correctly. There are extra rounds for this weapon stored in her upper left arm. There are two more blades hidden in her back at her shoulders. Hidden in her head are a few miscellaneous supplies, including a few tools, some curative herbs and some flash bombs. Over certain parts of her body is hardened leather acting as skin and a support for the fabrics on her. Yet the area around her weaponry is uncovered, so that she isn't hindered in her attacks.
Appearance: Looking at Ferrah, one wouldn't be able to tell that she wasn't truly human, only that there was something slightly off about her. She completely shrouded in fabric, nothing of what should be her skin is showing. Her face shape is given by a finely carved stone mask with holes only for the eyes. Over this is a black mask that covers every feature except her ears (which are made of a soft, light colored leather), eyes and the top of her head, where a short wad of (fake) red hair sits. Over her eyes are a pair of dark green tinted "goggles", where what is her eyes (an eerie, blue glowing light) can be seen. A black scarf covers the bottom of her mouth, so that one cannot tell that her jaw isn't moving when she talks (though there is some wonder to how her voice is so clear). Her torso is covered with a loose black shirt that has built in curves in it. The sleeves funnel out from her shoulders and drape slightly past her hands, which are covered by a pair of elegant black gloves that reach until her elbow. Parts of her shirt are decorated with dark green embroiderments. There are cleverly concealed pockets at her sides, where she can reach her hands in and switch weapons/hands. A dark green belt wraps itself around her waist, where a pair of fashionable loose black leggings funnel out in slight pleats until her knees, where they are held down by black wrappings along her calves. She has shiny, black leather ankle boots covering her feet. Over her body, she wears a velvet black cloak that is lined with a green fabric. A hood conceals her face, most of the time. To walk around, she uses a polished black cane that reaches above her hip.
Personality: She isn't the most enjoyable person to be around. She ignores most of the people around and her when she does bring her attention to someone, she will rarely say anything. Most people take this as her being stuck up and thinking that she's too good to be acknowledged the same way they are, but it's really quite different. Her being trapped in such a state where she can't enjoy human pleasures for so long has driven her to try to flee and withdraw from everything to keep herself from being reminded of such things. She looks on people with envy and, in some cases, hate at what they have. Yet, she doesn't express this in any of her actions, keeping it pent up with in her in order to keep it from interfering with her work. Yet, if someone does manage to break through the layers around her, she is a considerate person who would do anything to gain their favor. When it comes doing her business, she is very solemn and obedient, executing commands with accuracy and precision. She is very creative with her missions too, this do to the constant mental exercise of tuning her body up. The one major, most core thing about Ferrah one wish: To die a human death.
History: Ferrah's life isn't the happiest. She was raised in a very strict family who constantly pushed her to be the best, yet she was always overshadowed by others around her. She continued to grow up in this sort of environment until she finally did overpass everyone, becoming one of the more powerful sorceresses of her time. The pinnacle of her life occurred when she decided to be a part of the project that would ultimately turn her into what she is today. Everything from there, according to her, went downhill until her current state today. There isn't much else to say about her past, nothing else that she would be willing to tell, at least.
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Grimnebulin
Apprentice
King Lord Master of Space and Time! And Awesomes! Who gets free pie!
Posts: 85
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Post by Grimnebulin on Feb 17, 2008 6:54:18 GMT -5
No problem, we've only just started. I think your char is good, too.
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Post by Mirshaan on Feb 29, 2008 1:24:57 GMT -5
*Finally joined this thread... sorry I'm late, been on holiday!*
Name: Mirshaan Age: Ageless Gender: Male Race: Angel
Contrary to popular belief, Angels have no conection with any devine lord, though many are considered devine themselves as they seem to appear and disappear at will as they are able to shift freely between the natural world and the spirit world. While in the Spirit realm an Angel can be completely invisible in the natural world as long as they remain in shadow as ultra violet light will reflect from them.
Mirshaan is a male Angel, appearing entirely human in the natural world, tall with hansome features and is considered to be extremely warm hearted, gentle and caring. His wings can only be seen in the spirit realm. He carries no weapons, though like any Angel he has the power over the life and death of any creature in either realm. He is clothed in a long black material, with a black hooded robe though he rarely uses the hood.
Miss consception has lead many people to refer to Mirshaan as the Angel of Death, as most sightings of him have been just before or following a death, or many. Mirshaan however has no designated job, involving himself in what ever he wishes, often entirely unnoticed or unrecognised. His nature though is to help any and all that appear to need it, including in matters of love and pain.
*I might add more later*
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Post by knightc3 on Feb 29, 2008 1:56:26 GMT -5
Hope you dont mind what i posted in my post mirshaan.
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